"Ye Feng!"

"Rank 0 Samurai!"

"Unqualified!"

An old man casually glanced at the test stone and shook his head slightly.

"This waste, the dantian is damaged, and it is estimated that you will not be able to cultivate for the rest of your life!"

"It's a pity, every year his aunt sends him so many natural treasures, and wastes such good resources in vain!"

"A genius, a waste talent, I really doubt that there is a blood relationship between them!"

......

There were mocking voices from the people around them, all staring at the boy in front of the test stone in unison.

"I'm a level 0 samurai!"

Ye Feng stood with a sluggish expression, motionless, and looked weak.

It's been seven years, and it's been seven years.

"Auntie!"

Whenever Ye Feng thought of that figure, his heart lake was like a heavy stone being pressed, and he couldn't breathe.

His aunt's name is Lin Xian'er, only two years older than Ye Feng, the two actually have no blood relationship, when Ye Feng was not born, his father picked it up from outside, and later, Ye Feng's parents left for some reason, leaving only Ye Feng and his aunt, relying on each other.

Just seven years ago, in front of Ye Feng's house, a cold-faced female Taoist came and said that Lin Xian'er had the body of a heavenly phoenix and wanted to forcibly take it away. Ye Feng was ten years old at the time, and he only knew that Lin Xian'er was his only relative, so he naturally refused to agree, and during the pulling, he was knocked down by the female Taoist with a palm, and when he woke up, he found that his aunt was no longer there.

What hit Ye Feng was that his body was in condition, his dantian was seriously damaged, like a funnel, one in and one out, unable to gather aura, even the level 3 cultivation that had been cultivated in the past ten years did not advance or retreat, and he was soon reduced to a level 0 warrior.

"Qingyang Sect!"

Subsequently, Ye Feng inquired about his aunt's whereabouts, and Lin Xian'er entered a sect called Qingyang Sect and became a core disciple of key cultivation, and that female Taoist was the deputy sect master of Qingyang Sect and had high authority.

In the past seven years, Ye Feng sought medical treatment everywhere, wanting to heal the injury of the dantian, in order to join the Qingyang Sect and see his aunt again, but unfortunately everything was in vain and he died without illness.

Although every year Aunt Lin Xian'er would ask people to bring some heavenly and earthly treasures, Ye Feng still couldn't cultivate and couldn't become a martial artist, which meant that he couldn't enter the Qingyang Sect.

The distance between Ye Feng and his aunt is only one Qingyang Sect.

"Those who have just passed the test will report to the Qingyang Sect in ten days and participate in the audition, and if they pass the audition, they will be able to become a real disciple of the Qingyang Sect!"

After the old man in charge of the test dropped a sentence, he left, of course, not for Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, don't be delusional, with you as a person who has been abolished in the dantian, you will never be able to cultivate, and you will never be able to enter the Qingyang Sect!"

In a moment, a group of people walked over, led by a burly man, with a long fierce look, and the most obvious place was a long knife mark on the side of his face.

He and Ye Feng belong to the same village, they are the village tyrants here, known as Brother Scar, who usually likes to bully the weak, forcibly occupy them, fight and rob sex, and do all kinds of evil.

"You don't have to worry about my business!"

Although Ye Feng was disappointed, his heart was more strong, his parents were not there, if even the only relative was gone, then what was the point of living.

"Yo, you kid is still floating, I came to discuss something with you!"

Brother Scar has a smile on his face, but anyone can see that it is very fake.

"What?"

Ye Feng is indifferent, he has nothing to do, and he is either a traitor or a thief.

"Look at how this is, you are a person who can't cultivate, anyway, you get countless resources from your aunt every year, and it's a waste, why don't I cultivate instead of you and enter the Qingyang Sect, if necessary, I can also replace you and spend ...... with your aunt's cave room!"

Brother Scar's smile was even brighter, like a piece of Xiang, he had heard a few days ago that Ye Feng and his aunt were not related at all.

"Shut up, beast!"

Ye Feng was angry as an aunt, no matter what others said about him, but he couldn't say his aunt, even if he stained his reputation.

My aunt is against the scales, and she will be angry when she touches it.

"Boy, don't you toast and don't eat and drink, I kindly discussed with you, you don't appreciate it, then don't blame me for being rude, boys, beat, beat me hard!"

Brother Scar turned his face faster than a book, tore his face, revealing a hideous look, and then waved it to his subordinates behind him.

"Yes, Brother Scar!"

The people on all sides covered their mouths, looked at Ye Feng with their eyes, like prey, and surrounded them.

"Damn, don't slap someone in the face......

"Beast, sooner or later I will take revenge on the ...... who will come back!"

Ye Feng didn't cultivate, he could only try his best to protect his face, and in the end, the pain in his heart made him unconscious.

"Brother Scar, this kid seems to be dizzy!"

"Find someone to throw him into the valley and feed him to the wolves!"

"This kid has not found any natural treasures!"

"Let's go to his room and see where those resources are hidden!"

......

Two hours later.

"I'm not dead yet!"

Ye Feng opened his eyes and found that lying in the grass, there was still a faint pain left on his body.

"Why is this arm a little stubborn!"

Ye Feng saw a small ant crawling on his arm and slapped it to death.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Ye Feng for killing 1 ant, gold +1, experience +1!"

A beautiful voice rang out violently and burrowed into Ye Feng's mind.

"What the hell?"

Ye Feng hurriedly got up, looked around like a thief, and found that there was no one else except himself.

"Ding, the system prompts: you have bound the strongest pretending to upgrade the system!"

"The following will present the current information of the host!"

[Host]: Ye Feng

[Level]: Level 0 Samurai

[Experience]: 1\/80

[Gold]: 1

[Equipment]: None

[Skill]: None

[Item]: Starter Pack

......

"Activate for the first time and get a starter pack!"

"Host Ye Feng, do you want to open the newbie gift pack now?"

The sound came out again, followed by a long row of panel modules.

"Open!"

Ye Feng didn't understand anything, and when he heard that he seemed to say that he wanted to send something, don't do it in vain, so he responded casually.

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for obtaining: Bronze Sword (Green) ×1!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for obtaining: Jiuyang Sword Technique (Yellow Rank) ×1!"

"Congratulations to the host Ye Feng for obtaining: Evolution Pill (Third Grade) ×1!"

"Congratulations to host Ye Feng for obtaining: Experience Potion (Small Amount) ×1!"

......

"I'll give away so many things!"

Ye Feng gasped, holding a sword in his hand, a sword book, a medicinal pill and a small bottle of potion.